Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

Qin Jingru smiled slightly, took out a paper bag from her bag and handed it to Sha Zhu, "This is the braised meat I just bought. Try it and see how it is different from your braised dishes."

Sha Zhu took the paper package, opened it, and was immediately hit by the fragrant smell.

After taking a bite, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "This braised meat... is so delicious!"

"This is the importance of timing. The same ingredients, different time, different techniques, the taste will be completely different. The same may be true for your stewed dishes."

Sha Zhu fell into deep thought.

Yes, I have been staying here all the time, but I have never thought of changing my strategy.

Maybe we should try a new approach.

He is anxious about his poor business, but at the same time he is unwilling to lower himself to shout loudly to attract customers.

It's his fault.

At this time, the sunlight shone on Qin Huairu through the mottled shadows of the trees. She had just picked up a few children from the kindergarten. The smile on her face froze the moment she saw Sha Zhu.

"How are the braised dishes selling?" she asked softly, with deep worry in her eyes.

Sha Zhu scratched his head awkwardly and stammered, "It hasn't been sold yet."

Qin Huairu frowned, as if she was about to get angry, but she forced herself to suppress it.

I noticed that some of the stewed dishes were missing from the stall, and my heart tightened. "Why are there so many less stewed dishes?"

Sha Zhu lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly, "I... I ate some because I was hungry."

"What? How dare you eat your own goods!" Qin Huairu couldn't hold back any longer and was furious. "You are such a spendthrift! Not only did you not sell them, you also consumed the goods yourself!"

The onlookers began to whisper, some shook their heads and sighed, and some whispered to themselves.

Sha Zhu stood there, as if he had become the target of everyone's criticism, his face pale and speechless.

The autumn wind was howling as Qin Huairu stood in front of Sha Zhu's braised food stall, the anger in her heart burning like ignited firewood.

Staring at Shazhu, eyes full of disappointment and anger.

"You fool, how can you be so disappointing!" Qin Huairu's voice trembled in the autumn wind, attracting passers-by to stop and watch.

Sha Zhu lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, and his knuckles turned white.

He endured Qin Huairu's scolding but was speechless.

He indeed failed to make the braised food stall business prosperous, and even consumed his own goods, which made him feel ashamed.

However, just as Qin Huairu's anger was about to explode, she suddenly turned around and explained to the onlookers: "Everyone, this is my Shazhu. Although he is a bit honest, his cooking skills are excellent. His stewed dishes are made with carefully selected ingredients, meticulously made, and the taste is even better. However, this business is difficult to start, so please bear with me."

This remark made the onlookers look at each other in confusion, and they began to re-examine Sha Zhu and his braised food stall.

Some people were talking in low voices, and some began to show curious looks.

Just then, a middle-aged man in fancy clothes came over.

He looked at Sha Zhu's braised dishes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"I heard that this stewed dish tastes great. Would you mind letting me taste it?"

Hearing this, Qin Huairu was delighted and quickly nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, passers-by started talking about it.

Qin Huairu's witty response seemed to inject a warm current into the market in the autumn wind.

She picked up a braised pig intestine and, in front of everyone, sliced ​​it skillfully and put it on a plate. She sprinkled it with chopped green onions and coriander, and then poured a spoonful of special sauce on it. The aroma immediately filled the air.

The young man came forward curiously, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

I have eaten pig intestines elsewhere, but they had a strange smell due to improper processing. Since then, I have developed an aversion to this dish.

But the plate of pig intestines in front of him, with its golden color and fragrant aroma, seemed completely different from the pig intestines he remembered.

"Sir, please try it. Is this pig intestine to your liking?" Qin Huairu handed over the chopsticks with a smile.

The man hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't resist the tempting aroma, and carefully picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The pig intestines had a smooth texture and delicious taste, without any of the strange smell he had imagined.

"Good! It tastes really good!" The man praised it endlessly and slapped the table several times, "I have never eaten such delicious pig intestines!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd of onlookers suddenly became excited.

Some people started paying for the food, while others curiously asked about Qin Huairu's braised food stall.

Qin Huairu took the opportunity to introduce the characteristics and production process of braised dishes. Her voice was clear, pleasant and fascinating.

Unexpectedly, the dilemma that Sha Zhu had been unable to solve was easily solved with Qin Huairu's clever response.

While Qin Huairu was selling braised dishes with her eloquent speech, Sha Zhu stood there in a daze.

He felt both gratitude towards Qin Huairu and self-blame for his own incompetence.

He never thought that the problem that had been bothering him would be solved instantly with Qin Huairu's clever response.

Just then, a wealthy businessman in gorgeous clothes came over, his eyes wandering between Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu, and finally fell on the braised dish in Qin Huairu's hand.

"I heard that the braised dishes here are delicious. Is that true?" The rich businessman's voice was a little picky.

Qin Huairu smiled slightly and handed over a plate of braised meat. "Sir, you will know once you try it."

The rich businessman took a bite and his eyes immediately lit up and he praised it repeatedly.

He waved his hand and said, "Pack ten kilograms for me!"

Qin Huairu shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, sir. The amount of stewed food we sell here is limited every day. Each person can only buy two kilograms at most."

The rich businessman was stunned, then frowned slightly, "What does this mean? Are you afraid that I can't pay?"

"No, sir, you misunderstood. We do this so that more customers can taste our stewed dishes. Moreover, this can also ensure that our stewed dishes always remain fresh and delicious."

The rich businessman nodded after hearing this and said, "I see. It was I who was rude."

"I've bought these two kilograms of stewed vegetables. The remaining money is reserved for tomorrow's share."

Qin Huairu took the money and smiled gratefully, "Thank you for your support, sir."

Seeing this, the crowd came forward to buy.

Qin Huairu skillfully controlled the sales rhythm, which not only ensured the sales of braised dishes but also retained customers' appetites.

All this is thanks to Qin Huairu.

In a blink of an eye, the tempting braised dishes were sold out.

Customers who didn't buy the product looked regretful and asked if it would be available tomorrow. Qin Huairu smiled and nodded, secretly thinking about tomorrow's sales strategy.

Sha Zhu never thought that his predicament could be solved with Qin Huairu's clever response.

He walked to Qin Huairu and whispered, "Thank you, I...I really don't know how to say it."

"No need to thank me. As long as you work hard, I believe your braised food stall will get better and better. You should actively call out instead of passively waiting for customers."

"I will learn from you and run the braised food stall better."

Qin Huairu's words were like a spring breeze that opened his eyes. He decided to prepare enough goods and get to work tomorrow.